Another waste of time Another sort of step along the way A waste of time A waste but an interest in delay Was it all of a waste Or was it fun People fly far away A waste of time Almost not too clear a lesson not to play Exercice perhaps in sensual decay Hard to love and to see how the land lay How to love, what to say Gliding across thin ice With nothing left to say Gliding across thin ice With nothing left to say Gliding across thin ice With nothing, nothing left to say A waste of time At least some company along the way Great visions Perhaps too fast too bright but anyway And I'll be what you be You wanna say You think you wanna say Gliding across thin ice With nothing left to say Gliding across thin ice With nothing left to say Gliding across thin ice With nothing, nothing left to say How to love and to see how the land lay How to laugh, what to say Gliding across thin ice With nothing left to say Gliding across thin ice With nothing left to say Gliding across thin ice With nothing, nothing left to say